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[ All the kids are going to suffocate...

Kido also lets out a shout of surprise when she's suddenly zooming through town, and by the time she's let down on the ground again, she tries to shake her hand out of Terry's grasp.

She will never ever get used to that, especially because he keeps doing it without warning ahhhh!!! ]

We're not a household! Then we can get ten apples!

[ Or they can just get in line several times with different cashiers like my parents do because the cashiers are too busy to care and my parents are shameless, this is how you beat the system. ]

Not a household, huh?

[ He laughs a little and lets go of her hand when she tries to shake it out of his grasp. ]

Yeah, we can get ten apples. They're really cheap too, for a fourth of the original price. [ He picks up a shopping basket. ] If you want to eat something else in particular, just put it in here.

Just for right now, we're not a household...

[ They are a household until sales demand that they can't be. She takes the basket so they can each have their own and be not the same household when it comes time to check out, but she's also putting things in Terry's basket. Potatoes, onions, beef... all the heavy things... Things that will keep for a long time or freeze well so they can use at their own leisure.

And then there's the seafood she stops in front of, because none of this is probably real fish. ]

[ As usual, he has no problems with carrying all that. Terry looks over at the bundle of licorice, ponders a moment, and gets it. This is just in case anyone gets a stomach problem in the household ever again... Yeah, that's it. When he's done getting the stuff he wants, he walks over to where Kido is. ]

Snapper, mackerel, or cod?

[ He grabs a pack of imitation crab meat off the shelf. ]

Mackerel, to lend flavor to the pasta, unless you're focusing on the flavor of the sauce, then cod might be better. ...Do you like sea food that much?

[ Why buy fake crab when you can buy fake fish that's at least shaped like what it's supposed to be?

Most of the lighter ingredients in her basket is stuff like curry powder and breadcrumbs, but despite what she said before, she does get herself two small boxes of chocolate: one with dark chocolate with mint inside that sort of tastes like toothpaste, and the other that's cone shaped and is half milk chocolate and half strawberry. These are for lying in bed while crying, if she needs to continue doing that for another week. ]

[ Hopefully she'll get to eat her chocolates in peace instead of mixing them with tears... Terry asks the seafood guy to get him a cod wrapped up and ready to go. ]

They're okay, but I don't like them that much. Also these are easy to eat. Everyone also makes boring alfredo pasta or with spaghetti sauce... I wanna eat something different for once. A different pasta...

[ This only applied to back home, since he hasn't had a chance to eat those things here. He receives the wrapped cod from the person behind the counter and puts that in his basket too. ]

[ Sweet and salty can be a good flavor combo okay ]

Hm... I know how to make things with somen or udon, but I don't know too much about that sort of pasta. Unless you want to try a bookstore to see if they have recipe books?

[ Does noodle soup count as pasta at all, probably not ]

[ Absolutely not!!! ]

I know how to cook pasta, so it's okay. I probably won't need a recipe book, since I get the basics of it! It's just adding a twist to it and I'll definitely make it taste good!

[ He sounds so! Determined!! To make pasta!!! As he plucks a himalayan-pink salt equivalent off the shelf. ]

[ Kido places the salt back on the shelf. ]

Salt is salt.

[ That pink stuff is expensive, Terry, stop that. ]

But it's cheap... [ ...er than usual.

Well, fine. He plucks out a container of kosher salt instead. ]

[ Kido put this one back too. ]

We don't have salt at home?

[ Regular cheap table salt ]

[ I was gonna say Terry grabs the sea salt container next but where the fuck is the ocean. ]

We ran out... C'mon Kido. At least this one is h300!

[ A 48 oz container of kosher salt... ]

[ There is no ocean and maybe they don't want locally sourced anything if the only other body of water is that lake. ]

You can use other spices and different ingredients for flavor, Terrence. We don't need salt.

[ Come on. She's placing a hand on his back to nudge him out of the aisle. ]

... Yes we do?!

[ HOW DOES SOMEONE COOK WITHOUT SALT?! EVERYTHING WILL TASTE WEIRD AND BLAND!! AAAAAAAAaaaaaaa

Though he'll swipe a container of iodized salt. This is the cheapest one at $1 equivalent. ]

[ There are other flavors besides salty!! Kido sets her basket down and attempts to wrestle the ionized salt out of Terry's hands. ]

We don't need it! You're willing to learn how to make different kinds of pasta, right? So learn how to cook without salt!!

It's like saying you won't put garlic into savory foods as you cook them and then it turns out they're not savory at all...

[ He doesn't really budge, since, well, salt and garlic are pretty much staples into what he usually cooks.

Like beef.

That he has in the basket.

Yeah. ]

Not all savory food needs garlic. I never use that much garlic.

[ They will both just be standing in the aisle clutching this little container of salt forever. ]

You can use things like shoyu or dashi for flavor— things with more flavor than just "salt." I'll teach you.

[ ... Okay. Soy sauce. He can understand that. But... dashi... hm...

oh. ]

Is "dashi" the thing where it gives a lot of... umami or whatever?

[ The heck is that. He gradually loosens his grip on the salt container though, so that Kido doesn't fall back onto the floor. ]

[ Soy sauce is liquid salt anyways, with dashi used to lighter things. Kido places the salt back on the shelf, picks up her basket again, and resumes trying to shove Terry out of the aisle so he won't be tempted again. ]

Yeah, that's it. It gets its flavor from kelp and fish, so it would go well with your seafood pasta too.

[ Terry mindlessly walks out, since he's in the middle of thinking. That could work, though he doesn't want to overload it with seafood. He'll just treat umami as a bundle of seafood extracts. Yeah. That'll work.

His determination!! Comes back!! ]

It'll be a new challenge!!

[ Yeah, he's so pumped for this, but before he forgets, he gets his phone out again. If Kido happens to peek, the home screen of his flip phone was the picture of him, Kido, and Rei (with cats). The one they took on the sofa bed with Rimi's help. There's a stack of the developed physical photos that he forgot to pass out with... everything that's been going on lately, but they're in his room. Somewhere. He gets out the note function. ]

Parsley, leeks, avocados-- Hm... I think we can do without avocados this time.

[ Kido gives him a look like she wants to ask if they've been eating a lot of avocados but she won't. Are they expensive? You don't cook with them, and you sort of just slice it up and drizzle soy sauce on top and that's it, how has Terry been eating his avocados?? ]

What are you thinking of cooking...?

[ Parsley is something you sort of just sprinkle on top of things too, you don't need parsley.

Anyways, the whispers start up again. It's a small town, rumors spread quickly, and if it's not middle school brats sharing gossip, it's middle-aged women hiding their mouths behind their hands as they pass through the aisle, whispering things about cancer and calling Kido a poor dear, and wishing she'd get a normal wig because she has such a beautiful face, she should have long straight black hair instead of that weird choppy green one. ]

[ He once cut through an avocado, seed and all, because he didn't know there was a huge ass seed in the middle. He has since learned from that experience... ]

This is all for another day. I'm not gonna cook all this in a single day. I'm... not that hungry. It's not like I didn't cook healthy things before, but I want to try and keep that in mind more than usual.

[ He's being sappy again, but it really is what he thinks and he wants to put in the effort to make Kido feel better, and he'd do the same even if he didn't feel partially responsible for her death back in the storeroom.

Terry hears the middle aged women talk, even if they're just whispers. He frowns for a second, but turns to the women and smiles in a way that carries a "I heard what you fucking said and you better watch those mouths of yours before I tear them off your face"-level threat. Then he merrily goes to nudge Kido out of that aisle a little faster. ]

Is that it? Or did you want anything more? I already got the pack of eggs.

[ Good thing they're not getting avocado, because those are quick to go bad. Kido frowns a little, catching Terry turn and give the women a look she can't see, but whatever face he's making is more effective than her death glares, because the women turn around and leave the aisle, but not before tossing loud comments about boorish foreigners over their shoulders. ]

I think I have everything I need. Ingredients for curry [ she gestures at Terry's basket, with the potatoes ] and fried chicken. [ which she has ingredients for in hers.

The store is close enough that they can stop by any night, like how Kido would always ask Seto or Kano to pick groceries up coming home after work or wherever the hell Kano hangs out all the time. Walking around is kind of nice, too; better than lying in bed and moping all the time... That's what Kido thinks, anyways, as she shoos Terry over to the adjacent line so they can buy their apples separately. Her cashier is a chatty, probably well-meaning high school girl that tells Kido that it's still really hot out, and that Kido would look really cute in a short wig and a hat. Kido gets through the conversation with little more than a couple of "uh"s and "hm"s, but maybe being outside isn't nice after all. ]

Terrence... I'm going to the clothing store after this, so I'll meet you back home.

[ She needs a hoodie before she's the one murdering townspeople, not Terry. ]

[ He overhears the cashier Kido's with as his stuff is getting checked out. She seems to be pretty harmless, so she'll get a pass from Terry. What's with all this cancer nonsense anyway... he has to wonder. For a small town like this, stuff like that gets easily spread. He knows that he's well known in the hospital for how many times he ends up being there, but he never really had rumors made up about him outside of it... that he's aware of anyway. He checks his phone again to make sure he got everything and... hm... it's not really the note function he's looking at, but his home screen picture.

...

He feels like he's so close to an epiphany before he snaps out of it because Kido talked to him. ]

--Ah, um... you sure? I can drop off the groceries real quick and go with you...

[ He's worried as he picks up the bagged groceries after paying for them, putting his phone into his pocket again. It sure would take like maybe five minutes to organize them in the fridge. ]

[ Maybe nobody says anything around Terry because he's a scary foreigner. He definitely doesn't help the haunted hospital rumors, in any case. ]

Yeah, I'll be fine. I'll just get something plain, and I wear my clothes baggy anyways, so it doesn't have to fit perfectly. It shouldn't take long.

[ But she does transfer some things out of her shopping bag to Terry's, including the chicken, apples, and chocolate. ]

These shouldn't be kept out in the heat for too long, so you'd better take that with you. I don't mind carrying the rest of the stuff I have with me so it's not too heavy for you.

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